philosophie.

2009-01-24

Taking a nice warm grape fruit scented bath with candles and Bill Evans by the ears, with a few sips for red wine. Perfect.

I feel like I need books such as “Dummy’s guide to the appreciation of Jazz music”, and “How to appreciate chocolate”. For one thing, my ears can’t tell between bad jazz and good jazz (well, I suppose I can tell when the instrumentalist is horrendously out of league or the improvisation just does not work), and chocolate? They said you are not a woman if you don’t love chocolate, but in my life, there seems to be more men who enjoy chocolate than women. I’ve had some top brand truffles, and it was.. good, but “mmmmmm…. this is divine…..” just doesn’t register with my brain.

In my experience, the learned taste can play a vital role in appreciating many things. Such as trying to cook a dish yourself and realizing how difficult it is to actually make it perfect, or try to do some one-leg balancing movements on the ice when you hardly know how to skate to appreciate figure skating (and trying to play the first solo line in the Beethoven triple concerto on the cello when you are a proficient pianist and pianist only – oh Yo-yo Ma’s first note is just simply divine).

Yes. So, jazz music, chocolate, and generic sounding indie music (can somebody really explain to me how to appreciate music like this).

I just realized that this plant on top of my shelf is DYING! My goodness. You wouldn’t want to see the picture of it – so very depressing.

Tango Tango

This is a good CD. Just came across this while searching on UT’s library website. Musicians based in Vancouver, Canada (yay!). Though it’s all nice music, but I feel like it lacks a certain Argentine pizzazz. Either way, I recommend it to tango lovers – it’s good music to dance to. (p.s., the rendition of Por Una Cabeza is a little.. weird to my taste)

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A poem I like.

- Jorge Luis Borges